The Millionaire And His Billionaire Ex-Wife

Chapter 24

Lucy was floored with astonishment.

What’s the background of Grace?

Well, look at that! No sooner had Lucy said that Grace was doomed, Lucy had an egg on her face…

Lucy knew Mr. Walker, but she had seen Grace’s CV. How could an orphan from a welfare institution rub shoulders with the likes of Tom?

Lucy felt that things might not be so simple, so she discreetly pulled back and made a phone call.

The crowd looked at Grace with newfound respect.

Tom didn’t notice the crowd’s gazes at all.

Tom squatted by Grace’s side and massaged her legs. When he looked at her, his eyes twin k l e d like stars, his grin as cute as a button.

“It’s been ages, Grace. You’re growing prettier by the day. Gorgeous ladies shouldn’t let a little rascal like me upset them – it’s bad for the complexion!”

With her slender fingers, Grace jabbed him on the forehead, her red lips hovering by his ear whispering a warning, “Cut the cra p. Behave on the crew from now on. If you stir up any more trouble, I’ll spill the beans to Senior Mr. Walker about your little escapades.”

“Don’t! He will surely beat me to death with the domestic discipline!”

Tom winced as if feeling a pang of pain, quickly begging Grace for mercy, “Grace, I promise, I listen to you the most.”

Grace’s lips curled into a smile, “In that case, go apologize to the janitor.”

“Huh?”

Tom’s expression changed. “Me, the dignified Mr. Walker, apologize to a janitor? Where am I supposed to put my face, Grace…”

Grace dropped her smile and put on a serious look.

“What era are we living in that we still segregate folks into high and low, noble and humble? You threw a tantrum, and smashed things up, but the janitor did nothing wrong. She ended up cleaning your mess. She even tried to calm you down and you snubbed her. Shouldn’t you take responsibility?”

Tom was totally depressed.

Tom glanced over to see the janitor tidying up his temper tantrum aftermath, and felt a pang

remorse. He shuffled over, offered a heartfelt apology, and slipped her

visibly moved

for his agent to compensate

props.

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Tom was a model of concentration and cooperation on set under Grace’s watchful eye. He acted his scenes once or twice, leaving the director grinning like a

young man, a bit

raising his opinion of Grace even

and acted like a spoiled child, promising to make amends for his earlier behavior

his persuasion, Grace

out for dinner, Tom practically donned a disguise, unrecognizable unless examined

Douglas, the most expensive seven-star restaurant in Frant

as they stepped inside, Grace was absorbed by the moody and dark decor. She wasn’t a fan of eating in brightly lit places. She preferred the dim, cozy atmosphere that, for her, heightened the enjoyment of her

you recognize

it was none other than Edgar, sitting at the adjacent table with

too. The look she cast back was

nonchalantly retracted her gaze, “That’s the CEO

woman next to him must be his soon-to-be-fiancee announced today, set

continued her meal

a secret wife for three years who he

cast him

“It’s me.”

to catch on. He looked confused, but when he understood, he was so flabbergasted that he slammed

“What? You’re his ex-wife?”

was so loud that it caught the

who was sitting at the next table, frowned and

Grace shot Tom a scathing look,

is nothing but a jerk. He’s not good enough

let out a chuckle, “So, I’m the unlucky

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Chapter 24

earnestly saying, “No, no, he’s the one out of luck. He lost a gem like

words hang in the air before chuckling awkwardly, “Grace, now that you’re

know.”

choke on her drink. In the chaos, Grace ended up staining her pristine white

you

okay. I’m going to the restroom to clean up. I’ll be

scooted towards the